He Was Insulted Twice in One Sentence

For example, Wang Sheng and Xiao Chenyu's cultivation speed had increased by who knew how many times. Before they were even fourteen, they had finally become Soul Grand Masters.

This was a speed neither of them had ever dared dream of before.

It was also during this trip to hunt Soul Rings that the two of them learned Chu Zhao's true strength.

"A Soul Elder? Am I seeing this right? An eight-year-old Soul Elder?"

Wang Sheng rubbed his eyes, still unable to believe what he was seeing. Why were the colors of those three Soul Rings so different?!

"You're not seeing things. She's a three-ringed Soul Elder, and all three of her Soul Rings are purple."

After manually closing his jaw, Xiao Chenyu spoke slowly, feeling as though he were walking on clouds.

Had the world truly become this fantastical, or had they gotten up too fast? They had actually encountered a Soul Elder with three purple rings.

"Stop making such a fuss, especially you, Wang Sheng. This Soul Beast is yours. Hurry up and kill it so you can absorb its Soul Ring. Don't waste time."

Chu Zhao wiped away the blood that had accidentally splashed onto her face, then turned and instructed Wang Sheng.

"Oh—okay!"

Only then did Wang Sheng finally come back to his senses. He hurried forward excitedly and killed the Soul Beast before him with his dagger.

Seeing the yellow Soul Ring float out from the Soul Beast's body, he turned back to look at Chu Zhao in shock and gratitude.

He had never imagined that Chu Zhao could defeat a hundred-year Soul Beast, much less that he himself would have the chance to absorb a hundred-year Soul Ring. That was practically the exclusive privilege of nobles.

Although Wang Sheng was extremely satisfied with this hundred-year Soul Ring, Chu Zhao was not very satisfied with this Soul Ring that was only around seven hundred years old. If Wang Sheng and the others had not started late and had such weak foundations, needing a Soul Ring to temper their bodies now, Chu Zhao would not have had them choose Soul Rings so early.

"Boss, Wang Sheng has a hundred-year Soul Ring now."

Xiao Chenyu smiled ingratiatingly at Chu Zhao, concerned about his own second Soul Ring.

"Could you trouble yourself a little and get me a hundred-year Soul Ring too? Preferably one like Wang Sheng's. I can't possibly lose to him, right?"

"You're not suited for a Soul Beast like this."

Wanting to tease Xiao Chenyu, Chu Zhao deliberately joked like that.

"Huh?"

Xiao Chenyu really did misunderstand. He drooped dejectedly, but did not say anything more to trouble Chu Zhao.

Seeing this, Chu Zhao stopped teasing him and promptly explained her plan.

"This Soul Beast is strength-type. Wang Sheng's martial soul is the Battle Tiger, so it suits him. But your martial soul is the Silver Wolf. You're actually better suited to the Agility Attack System. Later, we should find you a Soul Beast with speed."

"Okay, okay, okay. Thank you, Boss."

Xiao Chenyu was extremely excited and went entirely along with Chu Zhao's wishes, without the slightest objection.

Because what Chu Zhao had given them was already something they had never dared imagine.

A drop of kindness should be repaid with a gushing spring.

Chu Zhao had helped them, and they became even more loyal to her.

But after everyone had obtained their Soul Rings, just as Chu Zhao was preparing to leave the Star Dou Great Forest with Wang Sheng and the others, they happened to run into several familiar faces.

Both groups were leaving the Star Dou Great Forest. Since they had already run into each other, they simply decided to travel out together.

"Zhao Zhao, Wang Sheng, Xiao Chenyu, why are you here?"

Tang San was both surprised and delighted to see familiar faces.

Standing to his left and right were Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang and the headmaster of Notting Academy. All three bore slight injuries, as though they had just gone through a fierce battle.

From the looks of it, they seemed to have come to obtain Tang San's second Soul Ring as well.

"What else would we be doing here? Of course, getting Soul Rings! But if I remember correctly, Tang San, you were already level nineteen and close to twenty when I left. Don't tell me you're only getting your second Soul Ring now?"

"You guessed right. I only just obtained my second Soul Ring."

Tang San answered honestly. He had actually broken through to level twenty some time ago, but he had wanted to hunt Soul Rings with Xiao Wu, so he waited. Yet Xiao Wu had been unable to reach level twenty for a long time, so he had no choice but to come first.

"But you came to obtain Soul Rings too? Who was it? Was it you?"

The last three words carried a hint of anticipation. He hoped it was Chu Zhao even more, because he had seen how hard she worked and hoped her efforts could bring her joy.

"Tang San, this time you really... guessed wrong."

Wang Sheng raised his brows, beaming with delight, but he had barely begun speaking when he was interrupted.

"It was me."

Chu Zhao answered. She had considered playing weak to catch the strong, but keeping up the act for too long was no good. She might actually turn into a pig.

"Not bad. In just over two years, you've cultivated to level ten. You have even more talent than I imagined. You will definitely go farther than I ever did."

Hearing that Chu Zhao had broken through, Yu Xiaogang immediately praised her.

Though that praise might as well have been left unsaid. It sounded rather ridiculous.

Who knew how he had the nerve to speak of talent to someone whose Innate Soul Power was only level one? Shouldn't he have been talking about hard work instead?

And how did he have the nerve to compare an eight-year-old child with himself, a Soul Grandmaster nearly fifty years old? It was truly absurd.

"Chu Zhao, don't belittle yourself. Remember, there are no useless martial souls, only useless Soul Masters. Even if your innate conditions are poor, you can still create miracles."

It was obvious that, because Chu Zhao was somewhat "similar" to him, Yu Xiaogang wanted to comfort and encourage her. But he really did not need to. He simply did not know how to encourage people.

Tang San, however, had already been completely won over by Yu Xiaogang and did not hear anything wrong with it.

Wang Sheng and Xiao Chenyu had both caught the problem long ago. When Yu Xiaogang first opened his mouth, if someone had not held them back, the two of them would have started snapping at him.

Yet Tang San nodded from time to time, showing how much he agreed with Yu Xiaogang.

"Teacher is right. There are no useless martial souls, only useless Soul Masters. Zhao Zhao, you work so hard. You'll definitely succeed."

"Mm."

Chu Zhao's nod was rather perfunctory. She could not take it seriously! It would be too easy to laugh.

There are no useless martial souls, only useless Soul Masters.

No matter how she heard it, it sounded like he was insulting Yu Xiaogang—and insulting him twice in one sentence.

Tang San really was a filial disciple.

Yu Xiaogang really was...

For the sake of Yu Xiaogang being Tang San's teacher, Chu Zhao hurriedly cleared the chaotic thoughts from her mind and stopped imagining things, because what she might say would be rather unpleasant.

"How did you all end up together? What a coincidence."

Tang San suddenly brought up the matter again, though why was there a hint of resentment in his tone?

"We happened to run into each other. We all work under the Moonlight Merchant Guild. When our assignments were adjusted, I happened to be transferred to the restaurant where Wang Sheng works, and we became colleagues."

Chu Zhao's explanation was half true and half false. Those were the hardest to expose.

How were a boss and a cook not colleagues?

"So that's how it is."

Tang San believed Chu Zhao's explanation, then smiled and teased: